The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1887-12-30

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who passed the modest mansion,
scrupulously neat, co4ld nave
guessed that anything but pros
perity was within. The we'll
washed marble steps were kept so by
a compromise with the single woman
of all work. That functionary took
n turn at street sweeping, window
washing and passenger gazing while
her mistress supplied Tor a time, her
place within doors. And thus the
house was managed, az many sucn
are in the Quaker City"
1t is q paradise for people OF limited
income, and for the poor and respect
able, where by decent tictions in house
keeping, and laudable hypocrisy, q
good appearance may still be made,
and honest sehff-respe0tt may be pre-
served, after the wealth which once
made all things easy had slipped
away.
In that house a cheerful voice had
broken everybody's slumber betlmes,
with Happy New Year! Happy
New Year," OF course it was q
child's voice. Children are the last
to learn that it is sproper and
sensible to mai u present
bv regrets over the past. And it was
a bows voice; for a little girls, like
our strange friend Edith, will some
times acquire a procOcious and I'M
chiid-like knowledge of the worlds
cares and perplexItles. Girls are more
discerning in many t~hings-more wise,
more prudent, than boys. They are
admitted behind the scenes in the lit
tie drama OF domestic acting, in
which the family weep as though
they wept not" Boys know less than
girls. And so do men than women, l
think. But then I am q woman.
EIcle Charlie called this little boy
his mothers Sunshine" And so he
was. All children, in some degree, de-
serve the name, but it was little Geor-
dies prominently. God, in His wis
dom, has made these little ones
angels in the house. They will
see only the bright side. Little
sorrows aflict them, but their tears
pass over like Aprilshowers, and they
will not be defrauded Of the happiness
that is left, and are willing to be
pleased still, after ailreverses and dis
i appointments.
II little Geordie was SUNSHINE to
his uncle, Uncle Charlie was the whole
solar system to his nephew. The boy
lived in his uncle's light. His mother
was dear to him, very dear. But then
mother was with him always, and I'm
Gle Charlie came in like the wonder IL
q fairy story; just when he was most
wanted and most welcome. Mother
was sad, and often perplexed, aud
though always kind, sometimes slow
to answer the thousand questions of
childhood. But Uncle Charlie was al
wayslight and CHEEKY. Henever looked
| perpiexed, Tor nothing could puzzle
him. Oh mol And as TO the questions,
he always answered them, even the
most difficult, though candor compels
the confession that his replies would
net ALWAYS 5SS- <s=@Soa 1Ha5E
oath or affirmation.
Mother, Geordie was compelled to
believe, was somewhat helpless, like
himself, but Uncle Charlie could do
everything. Geordie could only hint
his wishes, and if his uncle could not
quite accomplish them, he could sug-
gest something else which he main
tanned, and the child believed, was a
great deal better. Geordie longed, @,
how much, for a i've pony. Uncle
Charlie brought him a rocking horse,
which would neither kick nor run
away. Reside, it would eat nothing,
and Eeordie was eaailv convinced that
the wooden pony's moderate appe-
tite was "a great recommendation. He
could make believe feed it, you know,
and a h0rss that only makes believe
eat is q very profitable animal.
nHEdl Unrle Charlie come to-day?n
The mother sighed as she said, II
hope so, Geordie."
80, mother, / know he will, for he
always came on New Years when ia.
ther Was st home"
Mrs. Merrill could no longer stay
her tears. It was q sad New Years
day to her; for she had no assurance
-searce a hope that the husband and
tather, who, a year ago was the light
Of the household, was longer among
the living. Early in the year just
closed he had left her for Ei Dorado,
the wanderful land which ono carried
away all our restless populations the
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ties and tears to all the friends who
were lett behind. Months had pass.
ed, and no tidings we're received from
him. II was q sad Wintry day to the
hearts of those who sighed for the Alb
sent. And yet the streets were full
Of promenadere, people Of light heart
and cheerful demeanor, who passed
the window where the deserted wife
and mother sat. The thought was
forced upon her, whether through tht
year just opened she should strive tc
keep toaekher her husbands home
comfcrte, OF whether she must not re-
linduish al, and thus confess that she
hoped no more Tor ms return.
gbe had almost FORGOTTEN Uncle
Charlie, when she caught glimpse o
his familiar face.
ri knew he would comet knew III
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